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friend poem

se eu for muito certo
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
um com você
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
calma como que segundo verão
havia um momento em anos anteriores
eu estou cantando-lhe
eu ouvi-os na noite
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
eu amei uma mulher
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
qual eu desejo observar

 



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